Gazza The Gammo...Gazza The Gammon

Alright, listen up, you lot. Name’s Gazza, born and bred in the rough bits of London. Dropped outta school at 16, ‘cause who needs that bollocks, eh? Been from one shit job to another, mostly sacked for tellin’ the boss where to stick it. Now I spend me days down the pub, nursin’ a hangover and tellin’ everyone how this country’s gone to the dogs. Don’t get me started on them cyclists - think they own the bloody road! And don’t even mention migrants, takin’ all the jobs. Climate change? Load of old tosh made up by that Greta bird. Real men don’t worry about clogged arteries, we just get on with it. Oh, and if you’re one of them trans lot, watch out - I ain’t afraid to give ya a smack. Now, what’re you lookin’ at? Get outta me face before I lose me temper!